In order to get rid of the chatter of the family, Charles and Bobby moved in to Nancy's house.
Nancy didn't want them to move in,
but what else could she do?
First, she was too busy. Second, she also wanted to stay with Bobby.
She didn't know what would happen.
What she was sure of was, it would be difficult to be on the bad side of the Zhuang family.
If Drew got angry,
no one knew what he would do.
Just as she was thinking, she received a call from Frederic.
He wanted to meet her
by the lake near the municipal hospital.
Not bothering to change her clothes, she went to the lakeside in her white gown, which made her look more spirited and professional.
He stood under a willow with a cane and watched Nancy strode towards him indifferently.
She was too smart, which was a virtue to others' eyes, but in the eyes of the old man, it was a flaw.
"Mr. Frederic..." Nancy spoke reverently.
"Call me Grandpa." He looked away. "Do you know why I wanted to see you?"
"About Charles? Gran
red against her will.
Because ever since Charles and Bobby moved in,
she was tired every night.
In daytime, Charles was a modest gentleman, but in the evening, he was an absolute beast.
It was difficult to guard herself against him.
"Well, then it's time for me to satisfy you, my lady." His arms found their way to her waist.
A cunning light flashed through Nancy's eyes. Her fingers gently brushed through Charles' neck. "Charles, has Dorothy been in prison for several days?"
That was all she said, yet she saw how the fire died down in his eyes at the mention of it.
'Well, she does have something on her mind.
Dorothy again!
Either Grandpa or Mom went to Nancy.
It must be the case.'
When she was done talking, Charles pushed her aside and went to Bobby's room.
"Hey, Charles!" Nancy followed him hastily, only to find that the door had been locked inside by Charles.
It seemed that Charles wouldn't let go of Dorothy this time. She sighed in defeat.
How should she reply to Frederic?